I am not merely a human
I was not born in one time
I love the moon as well as the sun
I took out pearls from oceans
...
Seeing the world is everybody's dream
but seeing you is my only theme
Give your smile to every one.
But give your heart to only one
...
O, ardent Nation you must know
Life shall die at blood spots flow
...
There is a voice inside of you
That whispers all day long,
'I feel that this is right for me,
I know that this is wrong'.
...
This is the land where the battle did not befall,
where the unknown soldier did not die.
This is the field where plants joined hands,
where no monument stands,
...
Today for the first time in quite awhile,
upon my face grew a genuine smile.
It wasn't fabricated, it was honest and true
...
When someday a delegate comes to my land
And asks me:
‘Where is the Unknown fighter lies? '
I will tell him:
...
.I am a native of Baghdad City [ Iraq] since my birth in 1951.After finishing my study in 1975 I has been awarded B.A. in English Literature. As I have a foreign language background I focused on English literature besides teaching English This career led me to find Poem is my favorite hobby.I received my Bachelor of Art in English Al-Mustansiriyah University in Baghdad and a Masters in Insurance & Reinsurance And joined IragRe company As an co-ordinator with foreign companies dealing with insurance especially the Lioyds in London. I wrote many poems in arabic in sevel newspapers.)
Don'T Read Me In One Time
I am not merely a human
I was not born in one time
I love the moon as well as the sun
I took out pearls from oceans
I tore many pictures without cautions
Do not read me in one time
I was named many names
I loved the dreamy games
I disappeared beyond the walls
of the old city
And sat down in a petty
I prayed for everyone who had a message
Dreaming to live in a deserted cottage
I do not write poems in one time
But every time I write it in one rhyme
And do not pick one flower
But always walk beside the tower
I walked through the long roads
Seeing cities swinging in the floods
So do not read me in one time
I slept on rocks many years
Carrying weights with no fears
If you ask me about my fancy days
And how they discover my case
And how they burnt the fields' spikes
They didn't leave but dust and sky
A dust for my breathing..
And a sky for my dreaming
Do not read me in one more time